"I can't help you with your state of mind."
In the backyard, Ling Wei spread her hands helplessly.
"In Longmen, disciples at your stage are often sent down to the streets to serve as lackeys for smaller bosses, charging into battle, experiencing life and death, and slowly cultivating their resolve. They're then sent back to Longmen to be severely suppressed."
"Of course, suppression is a matter for the future. Your problem now is that you need to find a place to bully the weak."
Ling Wei said seriously, "Bullying the weak is meaningful. It's much better than just sitting in this yard and working on your own."
Chen Yang frowned and sat up: "Do you really want me to hang out on the streets at my age?"
"That's not necessary."
Ling Wei regained her usual calm demeanor and reached out to pull him up. "You can find a martial arts gym and slowly build up your confidence by constantly sparring with others. It's time for you to practice actual combat. You won't become a master just by staying in this backyard."
"Martial arts school..." Chen Yang searched in his mind. He had indeed seen a few of them before.
"But when you look for a martial arts gym, you must find the best one. In addition to cultivating your state of mind, you also have to pick up your pace." Ling Wei reminded again.
She put her hands behind her back and said slowly, "The so-called rhythm should be more accurately called the rhythm of confrontation. You are practicing Baguazhang alone now, so every movement can be slow and leisurely. But in actual combat, everything will be accelerated. If you are not able to react in time, you will lose."
Chen Yang was deeply aware of the second question. During the day on the island in the middle of the lake, he clearly felt that the dark and thin man was completely out of sync with him.
This is not to say that the opponent's attack speed is absolutely fast, but that he is too skilled.
He would immediately follow up with another move after the previous one, and it was hard to keep up, just like a mahjong master fighting a newbie.
The other party has already won the game before they have even sorted out the small white cards.
"Rhythm also requires a lot of actual combat experience to find. I can't help you with that." Ling Wei looked at Chen Yang and continued, "The only thing I can help you with is the last problem, the sense of energy."
"You have already developed a preliminary sense of Qi through practicing Baguazhang, but you don't know how to control Qi yet. You need to practice Xingyiquan to understand Qi."
Chen Yang looked at her and knew that she was going to teach him something new again.
As expected, Ling Wei walked straight to the storage room behind him, took out thirty-six iron rings, and held them in her hand, a handful full.
The iron ring is about the thickness of a finger and is made of stainless steel, which can be worn on the forearm.
"I asked someone to prepare this especially for you. The size is just right for you, but it's a little too big for me."
As she spoke, Ling Wei threaded the iron rings in her hand onto her arms, nine at a time.
Chen Yang frowned.
"Iron Wire Fist?"
Ling Wei looked up and smiled: "Yes and no."
"Iron Wire Fist is a type of internal martial arts. Its focus is on the iron ring, which is to use the energy to tighten the iron ring, and then use the iron arm to injure the opponent."
"This kind of boxing requires extremely high-quality iron rings. They need to be able to withstand sword and axe blows. But I only prepared ordinary iron rings. The focus is on the punches."
"What I'm going to teach you today is how to use Xingyiquan to move your Qi. This iron ring is just an auxiliary tool."
As she spoke, Ling Wei had already put on the iron ring.
The difference from the Iron Wire Fist is that she not only wore the iron rings on her hands, but also on her feet.
Thirty-six iron rings, nine on each side, for the hands and feet.
Just as she said, the iron ring was made according to Chen Yang's size. After Ling Wei put it on, the iron ring was very large and hung loosely on her hands and feet.
And she didn't mind.
She just slowly took three steps back and stood in the middle of the backyard.
It was completely dark at this moment, and Chen Yang was about to turn on the light.
But the person still didn't move.
Bang!
Two high-power spotlights specially installed in the backyard make the yard as bright as day.
Qin Xiaohuan tiptoed to press the switch, then brought a small stool and sat down on the corridor.
She held her head and looked at Ling Wei and Chen Yang.
"I also want to watch Aunt Ling Wei practice martial arts."
Chen Yang smiled.
Ling Wei, who was standing aside, seemed to be in a state of meditation, and was not affected at all even when being called "Auntie".
She was seen standing solemnly with her eyes closed, her feet together, slowly raising her hands, then slowly pressing them down, sinking her qi into her dantian.
Every time Ling Wei gives a demonstration, Chen Yang is amazed.
Even though she was just standing there simply, Chen Yang felt very different.
She truly interprets what it means to stand like a green pine.
She was like a standing pine tree, her whole body tense and tense, and from her breath, one could clearly feel that she was ready to strike.
Chen Yang looked at her and couldn't help holding his breath.
The whole world became quiet.
Tick.
tick
He could even hear the ticking of the second hand of the clock in the living room.
And just three seconds later.
Ling Wei's eyes suddenly opened.
At that moment, heroic spirit was everywhere!
Just by opening my eyes, all the weeds in the backyard bowed their heads!
After opening her eyes, Ling Wei let out a soft shout, drew a big circle in the air with her right hand, and then punched out.
Clang!
A series of crisp sounds like silver bells came, which was extremely pleasant to the ear.
Chen Yang was mentally prepared and knew that the iron ring would be tightened around her arm.
But the next scene still left him in shock!
It was simply because those nine iron rings were stretched taut in mid-air!
The size of the iron rings was too big for Ling Wei's arms, and it was impossible for them all to stick to her arms, but she forced her energy to release, and used the energy to push the nine iron rings away from her arms, and then made them hang in the air and stick together!
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